LP is in love with a Wild Thing.
We went to the Sendak exhibit at the Contemporary Jewish Museum in San Francisco and interacting with the two “live” Wild Things was the highlight. Actually the only light because once LP met them the rest of our time in the museum was spent “Wild Thing hunting” so we could find them again. (The actors in those costumes were really great especially since they couldn’t really see and had to have a museum staff member directing them where to aim their lovely masked faces and furry waves and high fives.)
So LP got to choose a stuffed Wild Thing at the gift shop; it was truly difficult choice as she told me “I love them all.” And so Violin Case (yes, that’s the Wild Thing’s name and no, I have no idea why but it kinda works) has become a part of the family.
I love the name Violin Case because it so exemplifies the freedom of LP’s stage of life. She likes the sound of those words so why not a name? I enjoy so much of that part of LP’s play these days…one of Violin Case’s buddies at our house is the space heater (named Feather). And really, why not a space heater (as long as certain safety rules are followed). Big huzzah for the imaginative freedom to be friends with people and live animals and plants and stuffed animals and all kinds of inanimate objects.
And now for the storytelling connection….the night after Violin Case joined our family was truly epic in the lack of sleep. Epic. Even for us, the house of insomnia and bad sleep. And it was just LP and me because ImprovDad was out of town. There was singing, there was cuddling, there was rocking, there was soft music and back rubs….and a story.
I told LP the story of Violin Case’s day from Violin Case’s perspective (rather a la Coduroy). Even despite the miserable early morning hour it was a fun way to tell a story. It was especially fun to explore what Violin Case’s thought about LP and our home and the new friends she met like Feather.
So that’s my new storytelling start…taking the freedom to choose a different perspective.